Page 34 of Tessa

But before he could enter her, as if the thought had just occurred, she turned her head to look at Beau, her eyes trained on the foil packet still pinched between his fingers. “What’s that for?”

Dax understood. This was all so new to her, she really had no idea what to expect.

“It’s for my cock; what did you think?” Beau teased, not giving her the answer she was seeking.

“Yes, Daddy… I know that, but… where are you going to put it? Your cock, I mean?”

Her eyes darted nervously downward as if she was gauging her ability to take two cocks at once, and Dax barely repressed a chuckle.

Beau looked as if he was considering continuing to fuck with her, but he stopped short and answered earnestly. “Well, babygirl, it’s simple. You see, while Daddy Dax is fucking your pretty little pussy, I’m going to fuck his tight little ass.”

Her eyes grew wide, bulging in their sockets, and she gulped. Dax wasn’t sure what part of the equation had her making that face, but she quickly recovered and nodded sagely.

“I… um…”

“What is it, little one?” Dax reached down and stroked the length of his softening cock. He was growing impatient, but he knew it was important to go slow and answer all her questions.

“Is Daddy Beau ever gonna stick his cock in me, or is he always gonna stick it in you?” Her expression was one of genuine curiosity.

“I will stick my cock wherever I want, whenever I want,” Beau grunted. Dax could tell he was hiding a chuckle. “Does that answer your question?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good. Can we get this show on the road then before we run out the clock?” It sounded like an asshole thing to say, but his tone made it clear that he was joking and Dax knew he would happily take up the rest of their time together answering whatever questions Tessa could drum up, if it would make her more comfortable.

“Sorry,” Tessa sang. “I want you both. I want this, and I definitely don’t want to run out the clock. I was just nervous.”

“It’s okay to be nervous, and we don’t have to do this tonight, babygirl,” Dax soothed. “There’s no rush.”

“I want to! Please, Daddy, I want your cock!” Her words were truthful, evidenced by the way her lips parted and her pupils dilated as she arched her back, jutting her hips toward him as a pale flush spread upward from her chest.

“I want to too,” Dax murmured, leaning down to press a soft, teasing kiss upon her lips. She caught his lower lip between her teeth, nipping it gently and he moaned, his cock quickening as it rubbed against her slick entrance.

“Daddy, please, please fuck me,” she whimpered as the kiss broke.

“Yes, babygirl, Daddy’s going to do exactly that.”

Finally, Dax positioned his cockhead at her entrance and entered her with one powerful thrust. Her pussy walls contracted around him as he slowly entered, savoring every moment of filling her, committing it to memory. It had truly been too long since he’d been with a woman, and none had felt the way Tessa had. As he rocked his hips back and forth, his cock buried in her, he was painfully aware of Beau moving around the room. His eyes, hands, and lips were on Tessa but his ears were alert to the sounds and movements behind him: The patter of Beau’s footsteps, the sound of friction as Beau rolled his boxer briefs down his thick thighs, the tearing of foil and finally, the snap of a condom as it tightened around Beau’s thick cock. The sucking sound the bottle of lube made when it was opened and generously applied.

Two more footsteps and then Daddy’s hands were on his waist. He had a moment of panic as he realized that this particular threesome was a first for him as well, in many ways. Never had he taken his Daddy’s cock while buried deep in the sweet, hot channel of a beautiful woman.

He braced himself as the head of Beau’s cock nestled between the crack of his cheeks, teasing his hole.

Tessa whimpered, and he grabbed her hands, entwining them with his. She jerked their entwined hands toward her and stuck his thumb in her mouth. He was entranced as she wrapped her supple lips around it, and began to suck, working her mouth up and down the length of the digit, suckling as if her life depended on it.

Was there an erogenous zone on his thumb or was the connection purely a mental one, his brain making the connection between the things her mouth was doing to his thumb and what her pussy was doing to his cock.

Either way, I’m going to have to remember that trick, he thought as the pleasure intensified. Her eyes met his and the connection was electric.

Waves of shock coursed through his body. When Beau’s cock pushed past his barrier, filling his bottom, he clenched and stiffened. He’d been so entranced with what Tessa was doing for a moment he’d forgotten Beau was there.

It was impossible to forget now; however, with his Daddy’s thick cock filling his bottom and his hands possessing Dax’s waist.

Instead, he slowed his rhythm to mimic Beau’s, matching every jerking stroke.

“Oh!” Tessa cried out, the first time she felt the full force of what it was like to have a cock guiding the cock plunging into her entrance. “Oh, god, oh yum!”

Her hips arched to meet the next thrust, shoving her perky breasts toward the ceiling.